Sybil Bruncheon's "GREAT MOMENTS IN THE ARTS!!"... January 30th, 1918...

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Sybil Bruncheon’s GREAT MOMENTS IN THE ARTS!!.... On this date, January 30th, 1918, Vaslav Nijinsky staged his new ballet “NOT NOW! I’M A LADY”. He claimed he had gotten his inspiration after helping his mother with the laundry and trying on all of her clothes fresh out of the dryer. Interestingly, they could both wear the same size in just about everything! Even her… um… “dainties”… if he… uh, arranged himself properly!

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Sybil Bruncheon's "GREAT MOMENTS IN THE ARTS!!".... January 27th, 1918....

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Sybil Bruncheon’s GREAT MOMENTS IN THE ARTS!!.... On this date, January 27th, 1918, Vaslav Nijinsky, after being hospitalized for repeated attacks of bulimia, premiered his delightful new ballet “TOSS ME, I’M A SALAD!”. Other characters in the corps de ballet included Vinnie Grette, Aunt Chovie, Caesar Dressing, and Kiki the Koo Koo Krouton. Sadly, the critics were savage; the New York Times described the whole production as “wilted”… and “brown in spots”… Nijinsky promptly ate two chocolate cakes off the catering table at the opening night party, and then vomited for three hours.

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Our Thanksgiving Heritage!... Pilgrims & Pageants in Perrysburg"...

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Boys and Girls, some of the best things of the Holiday season are the school plays that young people produce for their parents and teachers in small towns all over our wonderful country. Over the years, I have been so pleased to see many of them; one of them remains permanently... um... etched into my mind. I was on a dinner theatre tour of THE INCREDIBLY LOVELY AND WITTY WOMAN WHO CAME TO DINNER (a rewritten play by an ex-boyfriend of mine and his gay pal!), and I happened to be in a charming little town named Perrysburg for Thanksgiving. The Mayor generously invited the entire cast both to his holiday dinner and the theatre afterwards at the local high school! The title of the play was OUR PILGRIM FOREFATHERS & THEIR FRIENDLY INDIAN RECEPTION IN THE NEW WORLD.

The audience settled into their seats, reading and ruffling their mimeographed programs with the loose staples but the Heavenly smell! (oops!... have I said something?!) And after some light chatter and hellos, the lights came down in the Wilbur & Orville Wright auditorium, and the overture began. Well, it wasn't quite an overture... more like rhythmic and fairly emphatic drumming and some flute-tooting and dried gourd shaking. Suddenly from both sides of the stage, several young men "dressed" as "Indians" came out dancing, whooping, and jumping about which soon became very feverish, and, if I may say so, very athletic. The lighting became very orange and flickered as if perhaps this tribal ceremony was being lit by a huge camp fire (very clever as we audience members nodded and whispered appreciatively!), and then the Indians began to wrestle each other and throw each other about. The actors began to perspire heavily, and really conveyed the earnestness of their commitment to the roles they had taken on. Round and round the Indians swirled, screeching and bellowing, and even charging audience members in the front rows and up and down the aisles. Ladies in the audience and gentlemen of sensitive natures pulled out hankies or kleenex tissues to fan themselves. This whole tumultuous scene continued on for about 30 minutes or so, building to a crashing, screeching, sweating, drumming, fluting, gourding crescendo!!... and then... BLACKOUT!

The florescent auditorium lights came up, and the entire cast of young men strode out on stage for a curtain call. They bowed, smiling to the polite, friendly, but somewhat bewildered applause. And they were given 2 1/2 curtain calls, before the curtain finally came down. The Mayor and his wife, along with the Town Council members were very proud of the pageant and were eager to hear our "Big City" opinions of their local artistry. We, of course, were generous in our praise and even went backstage to shake hands with the cast. Then it was off to after-theatre drinks and a light dessert before we returned to The Commodore Perry Hotel.

I shall never forget how we cast members gathered in the morning to chat over breakfast... and the questions! Where were the Pilgrims? At what point was the "the friendly reception" or indeed any evidence of "the new world"? Was the tribe that first met the Pilgrims completely devoid of any female members?... or had they died in some terrible catastrophe? Our stage manager asked where was the scenery? There hadn't been a teepee, a wigwam, a birch bark canoe, or even a birch tree. And Mrs. Carruthers, our wardrobe lady, mentioned that she never saw a moccasin, a headdress, or even a single feather... "Not even war paint!!"... and we all had to agree!

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Sybil Bruncheon's "GREAT MOMENTS IN THE ARTS!!"... January 22nd, 1918...

Sybil Bruncheon’s GREAT MOMENTS IN THE ARTS!!.... On this date, January 22nd, 1918, Vaslav Nijinsky premiered his shockingly provocative ballet/contortionist/juggling/tragi-comic/spectacle: "Chef Grand Jette-Comme-Une-Fille Rencontre L'homme Natif Musculaire." ...He danced the role of Big Chief Throws Like a Girl. The critics were especially outraged by his fourth act entrance "en pointe" in nothing but a beaded pouch shaped like a tee-pee and some strategically placed feathered pasties.... But his tomahawk juggling got him thirteen bows to standing ovations... (although he DID lose two toes...) 

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